Jun!or - Drown In Smoke (Breathe) lyrics

(Verse 1) I live my life. Only get once hope I did things right/ But this my life. Who are you to say what's wrong from right Right?! Look back do you see what I see?/ Guess not. It'll be what it be/ That's the past. Can't relive. reminisce and laugh That's a reason to breathe/ Huh what's your motive?!/ Please tell me what the f** your smoking/ Or what your Rollin on in the rave got problems for days pop bottles open In da club n sh**/ On the inside everybody hides.. I see it in their eyes/ It is all lies tho a pretty good disguise it isn't quite enough for you to cover up the cries/ It's ok.. I lock myself in the lab/ Don't help pat myself on the back/ You live and you die alone/ So I give them a dial tone/ Woah flashback. Had a talk alone with my soul said go where the cash at/ Any cute girl.. smash that. Never backtrack Since that day had a way with a backpack/ Bought a fat sack. Flip that. Hit that, now I'm not coming down/ Good job but I quit that.. f** that check if rather go dump a pound/ Act cool when I come around. What do you say when I leave/ If you don't say a word but listen to the diss sh** you could say it to me. I won't hear it tho (Hook 1) Im out of touch and my minds gone.. The pints gone. So I'm drowsy but my mics on/ The nights long so It's cloudy. See I might fall but I doubt it. I will write songs all about it. All night long.. I drown in smoke I puff pa** and I'm up past my limit/ But I'm not finished / Roll up and hit it till you can't breath The nights long so It's cloudy. See I might fall but I doubt it. I will write songs all about it. All night long.. I drown in smoke (Verse 2) Rest in peace...6 deep like Eric g Cause you couldn't breath/ I can't either so f** police got THC In my bloodline.. Reason why I'm always thinking back about that one time/ Chasing down my first high.. Like every five minutes break a swisher down we boutta roll a blunt time/ f** time.. But it's crunch time/ Rather punch lines then to work in food truck lines / When it's lunch time. Gotta munch mine/ No app for the hunger of my appetite/ Apple on the tree of life is something that I had to bite / Gladly right/ Got no regrets. Made a choice boy I ain't getting no more checks/ Till it Comes from respect in this music/ Everybody has it .. You just gotta use it/ Getting hard to manage.. We still do it/ Our planet.. Is in ruin/ I don't understand what the f** is up with you when Your focused on your balance reason why you seem to lose it So confused Keep abusing all the power telling lies after lies/ So we will every hour praise the guy in the sky/ I keep my eyes on the prize.. Ambition/ And my feet on the floor but my hands itching/ The damn mission. That's the weed talking// No man listens when it's me talking/ Right.. Guess we evened up/ Cause when they speaking up I don't even bother// Haven seen my father in so long/ I don't think about it rather smoke bomb / I drink and vomit like he did/ Blowing smoke bombs now I can't see sh**/ So I don't respond with a loaded bong hide away in the shelter of a bunch of weed/ I'm over gone and I know I'm wrong so high the influence is under me.. What it's come to be (Hook)